Right now, I'm slowly starting to realize that everything I had a year ago was child's play compared to what I have now. There was definitely no talk of daily rides of 50 km. And in general, I started riding further, sometimes even leaving the city limits.
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal